The sole fell off my shoe.
Of course I did this:
Now what should I do with it?
Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
My Shoe Broke
Thursday, September 13, 2012
This is what happens when you have refrigerator magnets with big words on them:
Some Scholarly
Observation Missive
Hi Seth
and Jordan. In my understanding you must be out hence. When you come to our
society I have there a question to make the taut mind expatiate fully with
thought. If we were curious, man would always find my ideas clever, so why do
my valid opinions almost feel as obtuse ennui? Obscure factions use absconding
vicissitude at me, which will only guile every solution about individual
delight. That banal lair, too, is like arid miscreants that represent droll
gall. Soon it could form a nefarious and cunning pedagogue for system usurping.
His time is here in deft, verbose, and munificent platitude; rue him like mean
pariah. Never rest but obdurate self, and the crass lapse can say no language.
Know they trod above. See how Kafkaesque she has profligated, though her woman
filled mellifluous zeal? Ameliorate amalgam eschewer after fecund boor
elucidate tinges. By herculean admonition of book, sound, and word, are ye
sanguine, obsequious, or torpidly wry? Alleviate then enervate through salient
beauty as paragon expunge on pithy temerity! Roil vapid din! Festoon turgid
acumen! Repose from a trenchant fusillade.
Yes, this was entirely crafted from refrigerator magnets, and yes, it is mostly grammatically sound and in some way, shape or form makes sense.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
So Many Things Happen
Wendy and Cami's senior recital was the best thing ever. If I had piano skills even half as refined as Wendy's, I would do nothing other than play the piano. I love watching amazing musicians play music. It just makes me happy. I especially liked the bit during the senior recital when Christian burst in dripping with sweat, played Stubernic, then sprinted back to his soccer game. That was a very interesting performance of Stubernic indeed. I shall not forget it easily.
Also the A Capella concert was absolutely magnificent. I love choir concerts so much, because they're basically music parties with all of my very favorite people there. People are so nice.
There's a lot more to say about this day, like my being at school for 15 hours, but I really need to sleep now. If I can go to school tomorrow even though I don't need to, I will have proven that senioritis can be conquered.
Also the A Capella concert was absolutely magnificent. I love choir concerts so much, because they're basically music parties with all of my very favorite people there. People are so nice.
There's a lot more to say about this day, like my being at school for 15 hours, but I really need to sleep now. If I can go to school tomorrow even though I don't need to, I will have proven that senioritis can be conquered.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Last Phone Pictures From My Old Phone
Love These Three
We set up chairs the fun way.
Party after band concert!
This is when we played upwards at Kat's house.
I'm fancy.
I love the Temple! Especially at night.
Monday, March 5, 2012
Yes.
Katherine Moulton has gotten me hooked on horrible histories. This one's one of my favorite.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Another Slew of Phone Pictures
This is my feet.
This is what happens when you get bored whilst doing tech.
This picture is kind of hard to see, but it's a police car parked halfway on the grass and halfway on the sidewalk by a fire hydrant in front of a red curb.
Our Millie Monitor.
Now that's a gingerbread house.
This is Kat, Kate, Riley, and myself on a shark.
No comment.
I went to Disneyland with my family, and took pictures of the pictures.
We met Jae Cho in our Grandparents' ward on Christmas.
This is what happens when I play tic tac toe with Ree Lu on Stefan's desk.
This is a game of chess with Henry Davis that we never finished. I took a picture so that we could finish it later. Sadly, we probably never will.
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